Minnesota ate my car.
This took a *really* long time to dig out.
We started out with shovels and a strategic battle plan, but after an hour things got desperate, and we just started pawing wildly at the heavy, cement-like snow with our hands. Listen, I did some things I’m not proud of. Things can get crazy in this part of the country, man.
Big thanks to my awesome housemates for not abandoning me in the field to grim snowy death. It was close there for a while.
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